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Tuesday, June 20, 2006

You can do it Josh Budman!

Saturday, June 10, 2006

THIS POEM IS A WORK OF FICTION

The following is fictious. Any similarity to anyone, living or dead, is purely unintentional.

“Flesh”

By Billy Ruffian

I did not hear herAs my blood boiled behind my eyesWhen the red mist descendsI do not decide what it is I doMescaline, the only way to fly,With subterranean champagneFoamed away in my bellyThat formerly held mimosa in the morningThat became adrenaline in the chamber of my heartMy heart, an extremely professional pumpPalpitated pure palatine fantasy through my soulBack, back, back, back…. To Messalina and Gaius CaligulaAt the very heart of Satan’s midnight ballSeeing what Bulgakov saw notSwimming seductively in seas of BrandySupple and supine bodies of the deep darkWho changed my body to cacti flowersAnd my blood to whiskey-scotchServed to 12 cutthroats, murderers and thievesI was eaten and enjoyed for I was JupiterBest and greatest of all menYoung Caesar at my right handYoung Custer at my leftFrancisco Franco as my footstoolWith Czar Nicholas as my squireManichean machines manufacturedMy many followersAnd all was right with the worldI was perfect, my bones were gilded hashishAnd my eyes were shining azure ecstasyMy reasoned and wise wordsHeld all the greatest spiritsBut then my sweetheartWoke me from my sightsI’ll never know why, for she’ll never tellI saw myself as flesh. FLESH?!No Jupiter had I beenSo I punished her for the truth she had shownBy taking the life’s breath from her chestFor I was foolish Ulysses and she was a mere PenelopeShe asked me why, for she was my only friendShe did not fight back. She died.I did not hear herWhen my blood boiled behind my eyesWhen the red mist descendsI do not decide what it is I doThough you are never supposed to hurt the one you loveI did indeed hurt myself greatly.